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The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying. Even her debt to him was a triviality now. ‘You and Jarvis Remenham both, yes. This isn't your island, child; it's the great world. And it filled seven sheets of notepaper, each written only on one side. There was something fatalistic about the letter H. Vaguely she heard the distinctive sound of male voices as she saw Gosse dive towards the fateful pew.
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